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"Sorry Honey...I'm Not Calling The Cops!" Sexy cat burglar Kristiana was lurking about looking for her next score. Unfortunately she happened into place, and was promptly knocked out! Being the crazy nylon-foot obsessed guy that I am, I looked upon this as the opportunity to have my very own nylon slave, which I related to her when she woke up. No way was I calling the cops! Instead, I tied her down to my massage table and waited for her to wake up. When she did, I removed her sexy high heels and started tickling, teasing, and fondling her gorgeous nylon feet! All she could do was laugh, scream, and protest...but I wasn't stopping! Over several days I would knock her out with a sleepy rag, only to re-tie her into a different position on the table for more nylon foot fun. Did she escape...or does she remain my nylon foot plaything?
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